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“Does it hurt? The knot?” Chan traces a nonsensical pattern into the upholstery, two bright red spots on his cheeks.
Wonwoo opens his mouth, and then closes it, and then opens it again. He finally snaps back to himself when he realizes just how much he resembles a dying fish. “Um. Well. It’s different for everyone.”
With a lethal eyebrow raise, Chan states, “So, yes.”
“A little.” Wonwoo frowns. “If you don’t want to participate, you don’t have to, Channie. I know it’s a bit soon after—everything, and if this is too much too fast, then just say the word, and we can whisk you away from all this. Maybe a hotel…” he muses, already spinning back-up plans.
“No, I wanna be there.” Chan’s ensuing pout is lethal. Wonwoo presses his own lips together in an effort to keep his hands to himself. “I just…wanna be prepared.”
Wonwoo can’t help the smirk that tugs at the corner of his mouth. “Oh, Channie, honey. I don’t think this is something you can ever feel prepared for.”
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Seungcheol's rut is close approaching, and poor Chan can barely keep up.
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- Part 2 of dino's twelve useless hyungs
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Chan thought he lucked out: cheap rent, single room, huge house, ensuite bathroom, great location, twelve cool, pretty, talented, hardworking hyungs. What more could a man want?
Until he starts to notice that some things are...capital W Weird.
Where are these twelve hyungs?
Why is the house so clean, despite being full of—for lack of better words—men?
How is the fridge always stocked, yet no one seems to go out for groceries?
Why are there always tangerines in Dino’s room?Or,
Chan unknowingly stumbles right into the biggest pack/coven/nest/clan this side of the Han River, and has to deal with everything that comes with it.Series
- Part 1 of dino's twelve useless hyungs
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“Let’s make a bet,” Seungcheol finds himself saying. It’s the heat, he says to himself. The hot, Hawaii heat, that tracks sweat down Mingyu’s neck, his abs, into the waistband of his Calvin Klein underwear. That’s his excuse, he thinks. That’s why his mouth spills, “First to ten gets a blowjob.”
Mingyu trips forward from where he had been picking up his ball, nearly braining himself on the standard. He turns back to Seungcheol, who’s just a little satisfied to see that Mingyu has already flushed a beautiful, brilliant red.
“Wh-huh?” Mingyu’s eyebrows have disappeared into his hairline (“perfect, natural hairline,” his internal Seungkwan snickers).
“Winner gets his dick sucked.” Seungcheol shrugs. “What’s not to get?”
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The Company Charity Games day is Yoon Jeonghan's favourite day of his corporate year. It's not because Kim Mingyu from HR looks like a wet dog in the dunk tank station, or because Kwon Soonyoung from Accounting and Lee Seokmin from Marketing always end up twerking on a rickety folding table that serves as the ticket booth, or even because Chwe Hansol has a freakish knack for beating the unbeatable ring toss (Jeonghan has smacked many a ring out of the air, but Hansol always walks away with the biggest prize anyway).
It's because Choi Seungcheol, Manager Supreme, always ends up tied to a chair and creampied. Sorry, pied in the face.
Yoon Jeonghan is also, definitely on an unrelated note, one of the biggest funders of Company Charity Games day.
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i got that dog IN me by spirallingstarcases
Fandoms: 莲花楼 | Mysterious Lotus Casebook (TV)
06 Aug 2024
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“Fang Xiaobao, Xiaobao-ah,” Li Lianhua purrs. The ribbon winds its way around Fang Duobing’s neck, loose but intrusive. Li Lianhua takes both ends in one hand and tugs lightly. “Let’s sleep, it’s late.”
Fang Duobing freezes, before a strangled whimper escapes from his throat. Li Lianhua watches as his body starts to slacken, following the gentle pull of the ribbon around his neck.
Li Lianhua has to bite back a groan. He is a lot of things, but altruistic is not one of them (no matter what spoiled inheritors of Fortune 500 companies might insist) so he has no qualms about pulling the ribbon tighter by half a fraction, watching the way Fang Duobing’s eyes flutter shut and the line of his body relaxing by the second.
“There we go,” Li Lianhua murmurs, voice hoarse with the effort of not jumping Xiaobao’s bones right then and there. “Lie back, darling, work can wait.”
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Li Lianhua discovers something about Fang Duobing. Li Lianhua goes shopping. Li Lianhua gets railed within an inch of his life. These facts are interconnected.